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[Xiao Chang has a very flexible commentator. Sometimes his comments are as if he is very wise and mentally retarded, which makes people listen to what he said, and sometimes he is like a big fool if he is more stupid. In a word, the only point it made was to freeze me for five seconds.

How could I like Qiu Lianzheng?

It has been excommunicated in my mind.

I have a hundred and eight thousand WeChat Moments in my mind, half of which are my vests, a quarter are my friends, and a quarter are my enemies, and Qiu Lianzheng is on the list of enemies The punch is second, the foot is the third, it is at the top of the list!

Its remark in my mind is "a male hairless caterpillar".

This note is valid until the Trisolarans capture the earth and the solar system is successfully two-dimensional.

If the Trisolarans came earlier, I would like to let go of my hatred and go fight with the Trisolarans.

So what Xiao Chang said is absurd.

Xiao Chang was puzzled: "I can guess why he hates you, but why do you hate him so much?"

I sighed, he just wanted to know the BOSS of the Black Organization just after opening Conan—spoilers for [-] episodes in advance.

I explained to Xiaochang that I only despise Qiu Lianzheng spiritually, and I completely respect him intellectually. For example, although I always say he is stupid, I know he is not stupid. He just lacks a whole part of normal development. human brain.

Xiao Chang thought about it for a long time and asked, "Is this different from a fool?"

I patted him on the shoulder vigorously: "Of course, Qiu Lianzheng's name is one word more than that of a fool!"

……

……

Xiao Chang always felt that I deliberately belittled the other party because of prejudice and resentment, but he didn't know where my resentment and prejudice came from.

So he asked: "What did Qiu Lianzheng do to you afterwards? Why do you always talk about him like this..."

So polite and civilized?

Gentle and pleasant?

Hui quality orchid heart?

Seeing that I didn't want to say more, Xiao Chang said helplessly: "Okay, I know you hate Qiu Lianzhen so much now, but how did you treat him then?"

I was silent for a long time, and suddenly began to speak quickly.

"I didn't dislike him at the time."

I don't dislike him very much.

Only then.

At that time, he was stubborn, twisted, and cynical, and he would make enemies if he said anything, but he was actually a gentleman who kept his word and honored his promises. Friends of the palace lord, but test me more.

He was still him then, not it.

But in order to prevent Xiaochang from making some inappropriate remarks because of my No.1 narration, I decided to switch back to the third person.

I believe that as long as I keep my inner thoughts covered, he won't be able to backstab me with weird book reviews.

……

As a result he started stabbing me from the front. 】

Ye Xiaoyan and Qiu Lianzheng killed the enemy together for three full days.

Of the eighteen disciples, there were actually only ten left. One of them had his throat broken by Ye Xiaoyan's bare hands, one's limbs were frozen into ice by Qiu Lianzheng's cold palm, one's spine was hit by Ye Xiaoyan's mere finger, one Qiu Lianzheng slapped three palms on the head in a row, and died trembling and chilling. Another person taught Ye Xiaoyan to slap down the cliff with one palm, and another person taught Qiu Lianzheng to freeze on a tree.

It's just that when killing the last two people, it's a little trickier.

The first disciple of the eighteen disciples, "Mofeng Ghost" Heishanlong, and his second disciple "Chidi Ghost" Hong Yinglong, one is good at using traps and the other is good at setting traps. The two set up a trap in a dark cave. Many traps almost hurt the lives of two people.

In the end, the two successfully broke through the mechanism and killed the two disciples.

But also hurt a little bit.

Not too big, not too small.

There was a shallow bloodstain on the side of Ye Xiaoyan's neck, and a laceration on Qiu Lianzheng's calf.

But Qiu Lianzheng didn't feel anything at all.

Although his injury is more serious.

But he felt that Ye Xiaoyan's injury would be more terrifying.

Because the bloodstains may remain on the opponent's neck for a long time.

And this is Ye Xiaoyan's neck.

A slender, beautiful, fair and attractive neck.

Every time she turned her head Tingting and raised her eyes arrogantly, Qiu Lianzheng would see this bloodstain, his eyes turned cold, and he remembered that when the murderer in the cave drew this bloodstain on the woman's neck, the corner of the murderer's mouth was still With a lewd smile, as if the wound he gave Ye Xiaoyan was to tie a piece of silk satin around the neck of a beautiful woman, it was a reward, a souvenir, not a scar.

And Ye Xiaoyan could have avoided it.

But regardless of what happened, he went forward head-on, crossed the wind, and reached the murderer's chest with his bare hands, grasping with five fingers, piercing the opponent's heart veins!

Such a cruel woman.

So proud Ye Xiaoyan.

She can't even look down on the opponent's mere fatal blow!

As a result, Qiu Lianzheng's appreciation became stronger.

He has no resistance to this temperament that mixes determination and perseverance.

So when he found Ye Xiaoyan taking a nap by the stream, he just stopped to watch and contemplate from a distance, seeing that Ye Xiaoyan had to tie up all her hair in order to treat the wound.

Then his face changed suddenly.

It became as if he had been pricked by a needle, and a kind of sharpness rippled on his face like waves.

Ye Xiaoyan seemed to feel a sharp gaze, turned around and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Qiu Lian contended, "You."

Ye Xiaoyan said lightly, "I'm not as good-looking as you."

truth.

Ye Xiaoyan is not considered stunning among women.

Qiu Lianzheng is the best among men.

His handsomeness makes men feel threatened and defensive.

Qiu Lian contended, "You're not the same as usual."

Ye Xiaoyan said: "Why is it different?"

He hesitated: "The way you tie up your hair looks from a certain angle."

He stood still, uttered words, and there was a knife in his words.

"Like a very handsome and delicate boy."

【Xiao Chang jumped up suddenly, and exclaimed: "He started to doubt you after just one glance?"

I glared at him: "What are you in a hurry for?"]

As soon as Qiu Lianzheng's words fell to the ground, he looked down at the woman sitting by the stream from above.

The more he looked, the colder his expression became.

It was as if he had seen infinite flaws and found out thousands of doubts.

Therefore, his gaze was like a knife jumping out of a huge flame and lightning, about to rest on a beautiful and slender neck.

And Ye Xiaoyan still treated the wound methodically.

She didn't even bat an eyelid, and she didn't even feel uneasy.

She didn't seem to care at all what Qiu Lianzheng said or did.

This woman with tied-up hair by the stream and bloody hands is just like a landscape painting that has been painted long ago, unfolding in front of Qiu Lianzheng in an orderly and purposeful way. Lian Zheng's sharpness and coldness are almost tit for tat.

This made him back off slightly.

But his expression was still cold.

He remembered the scene of holding Ye Xiaoyan before, and said a very rude comment.

"Fortunately, your butt is very upturned, and you are also very feminine."

"If it wasn't for this, I really felt that you were a man disguised as a woman just now."

Ye Xiaoyan didn't look back.

It was just such rude words that made her frown slightly.

Then it stretched out in an instant, revealing an indescribable peace and composure with more calmness, even her hair did not move too much, as if all doubts were just the breeze on her sideburns.

This made Qiu Lianzheng feel guilty.

He is suspicious of a woman he likes and admires.

But he had to doubt it.

Because Ye Xiaoyan has doubts about her body.

He pointed out: "In the past three days, you have to stay far away every time you relieve yourself, but the time you spend relaxing is always very long."

He continued: "Every time you come back, there will always be some powdery and floral fragrance on your body. One of them is the Qianyaoju that is unique to Luolinpo in the west. I'm curious, what are you doing there?"

He asked again: "Are you contacting someone there?"

Ye Xiaoyan didn't answer.

Qiu Lian's eyes are like knives.

He doesn't want to doubt.

But still have to say.

"We have killed the enemy and fought together. I have saved you and admired you. I want to trust you more, so I hope you can answer me. You said that you came here only to kill the eighteen disciples..."

His eyes sank, and there was an unconcealable tension in his tone.

"Are you lying to me?"

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